Pain
Throbbing, aching, stinging, bolts of electrifying pain...
I know not of why or how nor when it will go away...
Psychological, emotional, spiritual, and physical are all in what pain resides and will continue to be.
Anger tries to hide it, but it has yet to succeed.
Depression, suffering, and grief are only factors and signs...
When we go thru it, we tend to complain and ask questions of "why?"
We beg, plead for relief, take drugs or try to drink it away.
We cut ourselves or try to find other types of pain.
We give and cause pain to others at times.
Some succeed and some fail, but those who cant handle it, understand it, or try...
They take the cowardly way and attempt suicide.
Its disappointing, sad, and disgraceful too,... I know, I once Was one of these people who didnt know what to do.
We feel no one understands what we go thru... Or us.
All people ever do anymore is just accuse, look, and judge.
It aint right for others to decide,
whats wrong or even whats right.
We give signs that we want and need help by hurting our bod's,
all you people never listen or hear us, all you do is tell us to turn to your gods.
Some of us make it thru and live our lives,
sadly others dont and end their suffering- by proceeding to die.
Throbbing, aching,stinging, bolts of electrifying pain...
I know not of why or how nor when it will go away.
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